Jun 13, 2023
Day out at the beach sort of, ye I went to the beach with my human but I stayed in the bag I travel in the whole time, as sand and dolls don't mix. Well my human says I have eremikophobia (the fear of sand) and ye I must admit it's right. I just fear that the sand will get trapped in my joints and it will just grind away at them.
To be fair to my human I didn't know I had this untill today as I had never actually been to a beach before. But my human found me a me size cockle shell and cleaned it up for me (removing all sand) I think I will use it as an ashtray in my bar.